Friday drinking starting 5pm scared at the gallery thinking what if they know. friday birthday girl that i don't know has cake balls and the bartender says every drink for priya will be zero dollars. bruised spine from laying on the hardwood floor and being force fed not really mostly like eat this bite beef noodle saturday so hungover still go to spite reading only mustered strength to go because of the fulton street taco ball beforehand with isabel and emma. sunday cleaning my room and making two big piles of things i should throw away but last full moon decided to get rid of the prada flats this full moon decided to keep them wore them to hot dog birthday and was just as shy as i thought i would be but i gave good warning. reading the houellebecq book about thailand and and watching thailand tv out of context just the same thing. sam says string bean is crying but it's cute. emma and sam say the house was crazy the bedroom and bathroom were all red. i found my airpods that i lost 1.5 years ago in my purple pleather purse. having four day weekend every weekend temporarily is NOT good for my body but i'm sad for it to be over my fake vacation spring break. oh and i have a new idea about food but still deciding how to put it into words. something like everything should fit into one bowl and if it's not don't eat it? Major source coming from the caroline bessett and jfk jr fighting photos. Ciao baby!